Chapter 198: Going home

River POV

I wake up curled next to Pickle in his hospital bed. We've been here for three weeks already and I'm ready to go home. Today is finally the day that he can leave and finish he's care at home in our own state. I can't wait to hold my baby, I've only been able to see her on video chat for the last two weeks.

Annie and Mia have been staying with Chailor and Lincoln at our house. Crash of course across the hall from them in Finn's room. Carter is camped in the gym/office on a cot. Getting him to go home now that was a fight, he refused to leave me and Pickle but caved after Marco assigned a few men as a thank you for risking his life to give his nephew and Gio a chance to get free.

Lucky is out with Mr. Nunzio and his men doing what ever they do when something like this happens. He's been here off and on checking in on us. He's been really tight lipped with Pickle about everything and I've learned enough to know not to ask questions especially in front of anyone. The less I know the better, is what I'm told. Flame and Brain are out working with them to, all I know is they all better come back safe. I'm not going to get all worked up worrying about that today.

I smile remembering a dream I had about Finn. It was a simple yet amazing dream It was the three of us just laying in bed joking and talking with each other. It was so nice and so peaceful. I tear up thinking about it and how wonderful it felt. I miss him so bad it hurts, writing him helps some. I need to send him a email today. I smile thinking of his gorgeous smile. I've sent him one everyday for the last two weeks. I started it as a way to keep my mind off of things. I need to keep up on it and try and write him at least once a day.

I feel Pickle moving and moaning out, another nightmare maybe. I lightly put my hand to his cheek "Honey just breathe" he takes a few breaths and his eyes fly open.

His body tenses, he sits up too fast grabbing his chest as he does "Owww fuck!" He cries out.

"Damn it!" I yell quickly pushing the call button.

"Honey breath. Let me see damn it!" I say trying to move his hand. If he ripped up his wound again I'm going to smack the shit out of him.

I might be able to do it now. I don't have a ring to practice in but I've had a trainer. Pickle has been making me run 3 miles a day plus basics like sit-ups, push-ups and shadow boxing for 1 to 3 hours a day after running. Most of the time it's me yelling at him to stay in bed or stop trying to have sex with me. No sex for eight weeks or till he's cleared by his doctor. Bed rest for another six weeks or till he's cleared. Pickle is not taking either one very well.

"Damn it Pickle your bleeding again!" I say smacking his other arm.

"This time it was a accident babe." He says tugging my face to his. He smiles at me then leans in and kisses me "Kitten" he says kissing me again.

"Okay fine your forgiven this time." I wink at him and kiss him again. I look at his face and he's hiding something "Honey what was the nightmare about? I can see it in your face and I want you to be able to tell me. Should we take a minute or two and call your therapist or you can do a group session again if that's better" He looks back to me and smiles "I love you Kitten."

I kiss him lightly but he tries to deepen the kiss "Mr. Smith we've talked about this" the doctors voice rings out from the doorway.

I swear everytime I give in for a split second he walks in the door. He probably thinks all we do is have sex. My cheeks instantly heat up as I turn to him. He's my very own cock block.

"He had a nightmare and sat up quickly." I say to him quickly moving out of the way.

He nods to me and walks over to Pickle.

"Are the new meds helping at all with the nightmares?" He asks looking at his arm and chest.

"Yes they are" Pickle says looking at his chest as the doctor unwraps it. The doctor stops and looks at me. I shake my head knowing exactly why he looked at me.

"Mr. Smith it's been 11 days on these and they are not doing what we hoped. So why don't we have another conversation about injections for the arm pain and let's try a higher dose for a few weeks and then we can see where we're at then. I will update the notes I already sent to your doctor in Nevada with the new treatment plan. You don't need to be re stiched this time but please just give us a little longer to get you better okay." He says the last part raising his eyebrows first at him then me.

I nod and smile at him. Pickle nods and says his thanks to the doctor and his physician's assistant.

"Are you ready to get out of here my love?" I say going and taking his hand as the nurse puts some bandages on his chest wound.

"Fuck yes!" He almost yells out. He smiles as he turns his legs toward me so I can help put his pants on. I smile and laugh at the excited face he makes.

"Thank you" I say to the nurse. She nods walking out.

"Your still staying on your butt and relaxing when we get home." I say to him in my serious tone that makes him laugh at me.

"So hear me out what if we go and stop by the new house and just check on stuff. I can bring a folding chair and I'll sit and makes sure they are actually working." I shake my head "Babe they are three weeks behind. That's bullshit when they were two months ahead not that long ago. Someone's dropping the ball and costing us extra money so I just want to go sit there for awhile and watch."  He thinks I'm really going to fall for that.

I raise my eyebrows at him this time "Uh-huh. We can watch some footage of the build at home in the bed or on the couch thanks to Brain's crazy security that he installed around the "perimeter" I do perimeter in quotation marks making fun of Ryder and his greek out on the property when Lincoln and Pickle signed off on it.

"It's up?! What the hell River! I could have been watching them this whole time?" He raises his voice and looks at me.